"Quand un salon littéraire devient un boudoir pour dames"
As long ago as 1860 it was the proper thing to be born at home. At present, so I am told, the high gods of medicine...
En savoir plusTa bouche aux lèvres d'or Ta bouche aux lèvres d'or n'est pas en moi pour rire Et tes mots d'auréole ont un sens...
En savoir plusAlready with thee! tender is the night. . . . . . But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the...
En savoir plusEcoute ma voix écoute ma prière Ecoute mon cœur qui bat laisse-toi faire Je t'en prie ne sois pas farouche Quand...
En savoir plusThe glazed eye of the tired reader resting for a second on the above title will presume it to be merely metaphorical....
En savoir plusThis unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk stockings, and beneath a sky...
En savoir plusSome of the caddies were poor as sin and lived in one-room houses with a neurasthenic cow in the front yard, but...
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